I've lived by my own code most of my life. The only time I had to conform was my time in the military. Where there are no places for individuals.In th... Army there is the right way, the wrong way and the Army way. We knew the difference between right and wrong, or at least I hope we did. Everybody may have different versions of right and wrong, but we know the truthMurder is wrong. "Period". I knew it was wrong but at the time and according to my attorney, I was legally insane. I didn't realize. I consoled her, meanwhile my dick slowly started erect.This time, she kissed me passionately and asked me to use condom. I did so and then she guided it into her love hole. While doing so, she had few tears in her eyes. I thought its because she was enjoying it after a long time. I slowly started to pump her. She asked me to stop and adjusted herself. She gave me a green signal to proceed and speed up. She was shouting shouting — “Chod chod jor se chod”. Then suddenly she raised herself and all. It was his link to the drilling crews, and he always kept it with him, or very close by. He delayed only long enough to clip it to his belt and engage the catch that would keep it there. From there he ran inside to grab his well-stocked first aid kit and his Carhartt jacket. It was only early June, and while he had been able to work up a sweat with his ax, he knew that the spray from the boat, combined with the cool air, would soon have him chilled to the bone.It was fortunate that he had been. Hell, I'm the one who told you to settle your differences this way. It's made us tough enough that nobody wants to screw with us, right?"Another round of responses, louder this time, accompanied by hand gestures, mostly fists."We need that toughness. We need it to survive. But we also need to temper it with compassion, or we're no better than the people we came here to avoid. Tell me something; If any of you saw someone beating up one of the kids, what would you do?"A chorus of 'Kick his ass!'.